Bdr!ppyy - Nicotine (feat. Gregor Max)

We're still young getting faded on a balcony
Still wonder if you ever think about me
Only 19 hitting every bar in the city
Doing all that we can with a fake ID
Got dollar margaritas out at Applebee's
You never knew what that smile always did to me
When you're on your phone, you ever think bout hitting me
Wanting you everyday like my nicotine
I've been having good days working all night
it don't matter what they say I know I'm right
Don't worry bout the little things I don't wanna fight
We going be alright yeah we goin be alright
People love to hate they just run they mouth
I just wanna ball like I'm D1 bound
I still check my phone check if you come around
But I guess you're gone for good, lemme pour you one out
We're still young getting faded on a balcony
Still wonder if you ever think about me
Only 19 hitting every bar in the city
Doing all that we can with a fake ID
Got dollar margaritas out at Applebee's
You never knew what that smile always did to me
When you're on your phone, you ever think bout hitting me
Wanting you everyday like my nicotine
Want you every day like my nicotine
You make me feel supreme
Out the box, in the sheets
Young in love, you and me
All I want, all I need
Fuck a job, fuck some sleep
We losing all that
We been up and down for days
You get too close I fall back
That's how it goes
Round and round we fall down
A ring around a rose
No rings for these hoes
I hit the pose and I go
I might get some sleep, but I still dream of you
Take it all away, let's take it from the top
Make them hips shake, let them shoulders rock
My main thing, put it in chains then I pop the lock
Make it drop, every eye on us up in this fucking spot
Yeah me and you, I always thought that somehow we would see it through
I guess that things change, But we still hanging with the same crews
We on the same wave in the same places too
Catch you lookin at me same way I'm looking at you
Don't lie!
We're still young getting faded on a balcony
Still wonder if you ever think about me
Only 19 hitting every bar in the city
Doing all that we can with a fake ID
Got dollar margaritas out at Applebee's
You never knew what that smile always did to me
When you're on your phone, you ever think bout hitting me
Wanting you everyday like my nicotine

Written by:
Brian Moore, Hunter Withrow

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